gp makes me bite.

gp seriously kills your braincells.
dammit.
at least,
already done with brainstorming
put it aside first
tmr then chiong.
HAH.

anyway,
tmr will be the attempted class gathering
main aim, to celebrate kevin's birthday
ended up like study group bbq liddat.
which means,
only girl there?
HAH.
crap.

sometimes,
things just don't go the way you want it to be.
but you just have to live with it.
this is life.